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Siem Reap
For my latest trip to Cambodia and Vietnam I decided to take Tiger Airways, a budget
airline partly funded by Singapore Air. I've always wondered what constituted a
budget airline and what it was that they were "budgeting". Was it the fact that
they charged you for food and drinks, hardly a major expense on their part.
Could it involve scrimping on maintenance or the replacement of aging aircraft?
A scary thought or
almost as unappetizing were they paying their pilots and ground staff
significantly less than the so called full service airlines, the only business where giving you a
free bag of peanuts could be considered "full srvice". Would I happen upon a
disgruntled pilot who would try to land just a little quicker, the earlier to
get home or who while piloting the aircraft was studying for his night classes
to become a mortician, a job that was recession proof? Before I could finish any more morbid thoughts we had landed in Bangkok, our gathering spot.
As I sit in
the lobby of our hotel reunions seem to be going on all around me as travelers
from what I assume were previous tours are regrouping. I hear English voices
tinged with Canadian and Australian accents shouting out greetings. These will
be my companions for the days ahead. Many seemed only just removed from college
but sporting bulging passports with stamps and Visas from countless lands. Those
that did most of their traveling between European Union countries could only
look in envy. It’s interesting to note that up until the First World War
passports were a rare think and only started being used in England to represent
permission to leave the country rather than for someone wanting to gain
admittance.
I had
purchased a book the last time I was in Bangkok on Thai puppets and dolls. Upon
surfing the internet I located a factory called Bangkok Dolls that produced hand
made dolls depicting characters in the Thai
Ramakien
based upon the
Ramayana of Valmiki.
I found a store that was selling them at the Royal Thai Government Handicrafts
Center and purchased what I promised would be my single Thai souvenir. This had
the effect of totally ruining all of the planning I had undertaken to
rationalize my luggage to one backpack and a single messenger bag. I was now
transported from a backpacker to an ordinary tourist due to the shopping bag
that I now carried. I longed for a suitable daypack in order to hide my gift
parcel and to return to the role of a backpacker. Eventually I was able to
disguise my purchase in a suitable hand luggage.
We took a
bus from Bangkok to the border with Cambodia. From there we had to walk a couple
of hundred yards to the other side and join a new bus for our trip to Siem Reap.
Cambodia finds itself sandwiched between Vietnam and Cambodia, with each country
attempting to assert control over their weaker neighbor. After the Vietnamese
army routed Pol Pot’s Khmer Rouge they have maintained hegemony
over
Cambodia. But if you were to categorize the country as permanently victimized
you would be ignoring the astonishing resilience of the people. The past horrors
of the old regime are spoken of almost matter-of-factly as if reciting from an
old history book except that the dark period is still within living memory.
The road from
the border to Siem Reap is unpaved, I became fully aware that I had entered the
third world. We seemed to pass all sorts of vehicles from trucks to buses to
cars and some that beggar any categorization. |